And I have to say I’m on the road to recovery. He’s continuously checking in on me and changing the things that are causing me more discomfort. The next morning my mom ran my credit report and found over 100k in debt in my name. All of our bills were months behind and my house was weeks from going into foreclosure. The only bill up-to-date was my home insurance (not suspicious at all, right?). I was confused because I had bank statements, etc that showed we were all good. I had a decent job, there was no reason for this. Turns out they were all forgeries. When I asked him how he did it, he smiled and said “well I’m not stupid”. Well, I wasn’t either. Called his parents and told them to pick his ass up. Filed for an emergency order of protection and divorce. Let me tell you, nothing says rock bottom like showing up for the delivery of your child with a copy of a restraining order to hand over to hospital security. My mom also printed for me the definition of a sociopath. It took a few days before I could even stomach reading it. Yes, I definitely married a sociopath.
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